"Education is not the filling of a pail, but the lighting of a fire."
"That is no country for old men. The young In one another's arms, birds in the trees - Those dying generations-at their song, The salmon-falls, the mackerel-crowded seas, Fish, flesh, or fowl, commend all summer long Whatever is begotten, born, and dies. Caught in that sensual music all neglect Monuments of unaging intellect."
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Source: Sailing to Byzantium l. 1 (1928)
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